She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 509: In the Face of Life and Death

Five minutes had passed, and there was a countless number of people waiting in line for Kyson’s treatment, while nobody came to Cheyenne.

Eddie was starting to feel anxious for her.

“Cheyenne, should I go and help you find some patients? I remember a few patients adding me on Line before; they were seeking medical help,” he suggested.

“No need,” she declined his offer, her gaze shifting towards the cleaning lady standing by the street.

From the last moment to now, the cleaning lady had been looking over in this direction with hesitation.

Cheyenne raised her red lips and said coolly, “I’ve got a patient.”

“What?”

Before he could get a response from her, Cheyenne headed towards the cleaning lady.

Meanwhile, Leah, seeing her actions, thought she had willingly given up the competition and smirked triumphantly. “So quick to give up? Seems like all that boasting led to nothing… A bit of self-awareness would be good.”

Before Leah’s words had fallen, a clear voice interjected, “Who said I’ve given up?”

Cheyenne returned, bringing with her a middle-aged cleaning lady in a yellow sanitation worker’s uniform. She looked to be in her fifties, with hair turning white from the rigors of hard labor, and her face weathered and wrinkled from years of exposure to the elements.

She held a broom and stood somewhat bewildered in place.

“She’s so filthy. Why would Cheyenne bring such a lowly person here?”

“Yeah, it stinks! The air is filled with the smell of garbage… I can’t bear it, I’m sick.”

out of here quickly,

there were the

her grip on the broom in her hand, a deep sadness on her face as she apologized to Cheyenne with a

actions crushed the old

high or low.” Cheyenne grabbed hold of the cleaning lady’s wrist and confidently ushered her into the VIP ward

discontent, but envy also sparked in their

replacement patient from

coat and gloves, she seemed to glow from

she asked

vomiting, especially at mealtimes,”

the epigastric region, indicating that she likely had chronic

was the

identified the ailment, she could begin the

set of silver needles, each

the finest needle, she proceeded to skillfully insert it into

skills, and her speed

in

couldn’t help but

curled her lips, criticizing

woman clearly has appendicitis. The

her, publicly stating, “Leah, watch it carefully to learn it. She’s excellent

course, was unwilling to accept this. She murmured, “Grandfather, whose side

“I know.”

and began to focus on treating his

help but steal glances at Cheyenne, while he pondered a question:

Based

probably recommend the patient to take medicine for recuperation. However, it would be a relatively long process before the patient recovered. After the acupuncture treatment, the cleaning lady’s expression visibly relaxed,

this illness over the past two